Fan Fic
Blood Is Thicker Than Water
Part 7
© Stef
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That night I lay in bed and listened to Charlie�s steady breathing. He had not said a word to me since storming out of the kitchen that morning, ranting on about �getting James�. He had spent the day in our room, door firmly shut, only allowing me in at half past ten for bed.
I stared up at the big bulge in the mattress above me where my twin brother lay and felt the tears begin to well up in my eyes. We had never gone for more than an hour without talking to each other and we NEVER remained mad at each other for long � we didn�t think it possible. But this was different, this was like nothing we had been faced with before, this had changed everything. As the tears slid freely down my cheeks I began to get angry. I was very much in love with James. I loved James more than I had ever loved any of my boyfriends before but I wasn�t allowed to be happy. No, Charlie wouldn�t let that be. For as long as there was life in my twin brother he would be the only man in my life�whether I liked it or not. �Hey! Earth to Stef�Stef Simpson do you hear me?� I turned to face Nats and smiled meekly, �Sorry I was just�what were you saying again?� Nats gave me a sympathetic smile and reached for my hand, �Listen to me Charlie will get over it soon enough�time heals all wounds and one day you and James will be able to live hap�� �Are you gonna break in to song? �Cos if you are I�m leaving!� I cut her off with a small giggle; she always knew how to brighten even my dullest of moods. �You know as well as I do that I can't sing!� she grinned broadly, �Hey, how�s your tummy been? Still sore?� I nodded and instinctively stroked my stomach, �Yeah all this stress is doing me no good, I�ve been so sick lately.� �Oh god.� �What?� Nats grimaced, �Don�t look now but Charlie and his gang of thugs are coming this way.� I groaned, �Do they look happy?� I asked sarcastically. �Stef!� Colm bellowed from amongst the gang. There must have been about fifteen of them. I spun on my heel to try and see him but all I could see was Charlie. He had red puffy eyes and his school uniform was hanging off of him, he didn�t look happy at all. �Where�s James?� Kian asked calmly. I opened my mouth to talk but no words came out. As I looked down at my feet I noticed that every one of the gang had one thing in common (apart from the dodgy school uniform), their fists were all tightly clenched by their sides. �Stef where is James?� Kian asked again, this time in a steady patronising voice that made my blood boil. �I don�t know.� I answered in the same slow tone. �Liar!� Charlie mumbled under his breath. I had to bite down hard on my lip to stop myself from letting out a loud sob as I looked at my twins face; I had never seen him so angry, so hurt�so desperate for revenge. It was as if James had done something terrible to him rather than date his sister. �Kian I honestly haven�t seen him all morning. I don�t even know if he�s at school today.� I mumbled truthfully, turning away from Charlie to stare Kian in the eye. Silence. The guys weren�t quite sure what to do now that they didn�t know where James was. �I have an idea!� came a voice form inside the gang. The group all turned their backs on me and huddled in to a circle around the hushed voice. I turned to Nats and rolled my eyes. She shrugged her shoulders and whispered, �This is pathetic.� Just loud enough for Charlie to hear and give us a dirty look. �Here�s what�s going to happen now.� Kian (the apparent group leader in Charlie�s silence) smiled smugly down at me and shifted his weight steadily from one foot to the other, �We are going to follow you all day until you lead us to�� �OH MY GOD get a bloody life!� I yelled and spun on my heel, stalking off across the quad, desperate to get indoors and away from the group of boys. I could hear them following me so I broke in to a jog, they started sprinting after me so I flew in to the ladies toilets and slammed the door behind me. �You have to come out sometime.� I heard Colm shout from the other side as I slid down the door. I looked over to the wall opposite me where the full-length mirror showed that my face pretty much matched my twins. A look of despair played across my features and my cheeks swollen from the tears. I stood up slowly and looked at myself fully, my shirt was un-tucked, my skirt so short you could almost see right up it and my heels were too high for me to run any more. Not exactly school uniform at its finest but what all the coolest kids had to wear. But why? I spun around to survey my entire body and frowned, I didn�t ask to be in the �cool� crowd. I had been thrown in from the moment I had entered the world. I didn�t ask for any of this but it was what I had to live with. I slammed my fist in to the mirror and let out a small yelp of pain. �Stef are you okay?� it was Charlie, he sounded worried. �Yeah I�no shut up and leave me alone!� I was pleased he was finally talking to me again but I was still angry. �Stef is that you?� I jumped, realising someone else was in the toilets with me, �James!� I gasped with surprise as he peered round from one of the cubicles. James smiled weakly and allowed me to throw my arms around him, �I am so please to see you, I didn�t think you were in school today!� I clung to him tightly, never wanting to let him go. �Charlie and the rest of my �friends� chased me to school this morning�this was the only place I knew they wouldn�t get to me.� I looked in to his eyes and for the first time in sixteen years I saw fear. James Bourne was scared. Knowing James was scared sure as hell terrified me, �What are we going to do?� I demanded, feeling his body shaking almost as much as mine. �I-I honestly don�t know�� his lip trembled slightly as he spoke but he managed to hold himself together. �What would they do If we went�� �Don�t even suggest it Stef, they will kill me! We�re going to have to wait for lessons to start and for the teachers to tell them off for hanging around the girls toilets.� Anger threatened to boil inside of me again as I saw the look of defeat flash across his face as he spoke, �This is so unfair!� James nodded and flicked my chin up so that our eyes locked, �I love you and you love me, that�s all that matters, right?� I smiled softly, �Right. We�re in this together and no matter what we will come out of this together�� the banging on the door grew louder as I spoke, ��One way or another.� Our promise was sealed with a kiss, a trembling, shaky kiss but a kiss non-the-less. Dear diary Sorry for never writing in you before�oh and sorry for keeping you stored under the bed with all of Charlie�s dirty underwear that he hides from mum on wash day. I guess I am writing in you today because I am lonely. I don�t know what to do diary�my head is spinning, my knees are weak, my eyes are sore, my cheeks are swollen, my heart is broken and my soul has been ripped to shreds�my very essence has been taken from me. My brother hates me and the one person I have ever been in love with is hurting even more than I am. I am at a loss for what to do. I have lost my brother for good and the only way of getting him back would be to break a promise and two hearts � one being my own. I know all of this doesn�t make sense to you due to the fact that I have never written in you before but I need to write this down, my body is aching all over and I feel it may explode with emotion if I can�t share these feelings with someone�or something in your case. I can�t even talk to Nats as getting her involved any deeper would hardly be a good idea as that would be dragging her down with me which I shall not do. James cried today. I have known him all my life but today was the first time I saw him cry (the time I kicked him in the balls whilst wearing stilettos doesn�t count). He has lost everything. I at least have a gang of bullies on my side (if you can count Charlie and his thugs trying to kill James as being on my side). James has lost his best friend and his entire gang of close friends, they all hate him because Charlie has asked them to and ALL BECAUSE WE FELL IN LOVE! Diary this is not fair and I intend to do something about it before the situation gets any worse than it is (if that�s possible). I have finally stopped throwing up all the time; it�s been three month�s since I started puking all the time�about the time I have been going out with James. That�s when all my problems began, that�s why I�m so stressed and that�s why I�m always being sick (my stomach can�t take stress very well!). James is all I have left and I am all he has, we will fight for each other until the end. Whatever the end may be. All my love Stef Simpson P.s I will try and write in you as often as possible to keep you updated but it doesn�t look likely that much will change. x-x-x Dear diary Things have changed. I went to the doctor today with my mum, as I haven�t been getting my periods for a while now. Turns out I�m pregnant. Words fail me�I honestly don�t know what to write or even what to think. Charlie doesn�t know about the baby yet as mum promised not to tell him. I want James to know first. I hope he doesn�t hate me, as it�s honestly not my fault � I don�t even know how! Okay I know HOW but I don�t know when or why or� I don�t know anything except that my twin hates me and I am pregnant with his best friends child. Suicide is not even an option as mum works from home and whenever I am out Charlie and his mates are following me in search for James who they haven�t seen for about two weeks. I managed to call him last night but only for a few minutes before Charlie needed the phone. He is pretty down and he wants to see me but I don�t see how. Everywhere I go I am being followed! I can't take this any more diary, I have decided to run away with James. We were planning it on the phone last night�I just hope he still wants me when he finds out about Jr. I have to go now; Charlie wants to turn the light out to go to sleep now (it�s about midnight). All my love Stef Simpson x-x-x |